but each rectangle tells a story.
Though their grandparents built the Great Wall
these here bricks lie prone
unable to repel even a midget Mongol horde.
They sit here
beneath my feet
waiting to be trod upon.
Their story is a peaceful one
asleep at the Snowbasin
Commerce cannot sit still.
Sections of it have been rebuilt
It’s for tourists, of course.
There’s even an alpine slide
It’s up at the Great Wall of China
not at the Snowbasin